The Path (work in progress)
Every journey starts with a single step,
Filled with joy and wonderous fret.
My journey, so it starts the same,
On a stretch path with no name.
Young and wide-eyed with no fear.
Leaving behind everything what's dear.
Even a little part of the young soul,
Left behind to become old.
It's all...
Filled with joy and wonderous fret.
My journey, so it starts the same,
On a stretch path with no name.
Young and wide-eyed with no fear.
Leaving behind everything what's dear.
Even a little part of the young soul,
Left behind to become old.
It's all...